Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ The truth about hurtful words ❯ Part Nine ( Chapter 9 )
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By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.03.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 900 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.03.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 900 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, never will, but a girl can dream.
The Truth About Hurtful Words.
By Miztikal-Dragon
Part Nine
Stomping over to her door, Akane unlocked it and pulled it open only to have it slam shut as Ranma’s hand appeared over her shoulder. Her temper soared and Akane was near the point of killing the boy now behind her. She could feel his eyes glaring daggers at her but she refused to let him keep her here against her will.
“Move your hand Ranma,” she hissed venomously.
“No,” he wasn’t about to let her leave the room. “You’re not going anywhere!”
Brown eyes stared defiantly into blue. Just who did he think he was by ordering her around anyway? Her eyebrows scrunched together as her teeth grit down against each other and she suddenly had the urge to force him to let her go. Either her way or the painful way it didn’t matter, however she did have one power right knee and just that thought alone made her want to laugh.
“You’re not the boss of me you jerk face!” She growled, proving her point by jabbing him in the chest with her index finger. “You can’t keep me here if I don’t want you to, it’s my room so it’s my rules!”
No matter which tactics either of them used, the end result was and would always be the same, it would always break out into an argument between the two of them. Sometimes Ranma really had the urge to shake the girl he towered over, shake her until she shut up and stopped jumping to conclusions. Shake her until all the hotheaded stubbornness was beaten from her body, she infuriated him and he couldn’t stand to be around her sometimes.
Although when he really thought about it, her anger, hell her overreacting emotions in general is what made her stick out even more so than any other girl he knew. Sure Shampoo had her smarts (kind of) and Ukyo had her ability to cook, not to mention both of the said girls could cook a better meal than the girl he was currently staring heatedly at. However it didn’t bother him that Akane couldn’t be a conventional girl, who made the meals wasn’t important (or edible meals in general), but what made his blood boil, made his nerves so jumpy that without it there would be nothing but a boring life, filled with somewhat routine and predictably boring people.
For him Akane was like a breath of fresh air, a blazing fire in the white snow that piled up feet above his head, and it scared him. How could one tomboyish with a temper worse than a spitting mad cat and yet have one of the most beautiful smiles he’s seen capture his heart so easily and yet always maintain to keep him on his toes. When he was around her he felt so many different emotions that he thought he’d go crazy, either that or maybe the curse of being also female was turning him into a wussy. And he wasn’t about to turn into a girl completely, he was too much of a man to let that happen. He’d be damned before he would have to permanently wear a bra or experience anything remotely similar to a period (the very thought made him shiver so bad he thought he’d vomit out his lunch from the previous week).
“Your room or not I’ll make you listen to me Akane!” He growled right back moving his face merely inches in front of hers. “I won’t let you avoid me any longer, what are you a coward or something you uncut tomboy?!”
A scream of fury escaped her throat as she shoved Ranma away from her person. Her cheeks were flushed red with anger as she grabbed the first thing in reach and threw it at him, she snapped and this time she would kill Ranma. He dodged the five pound weight easily, his blue eyes narrowing even more so as he charged the enraged female merely feet away from him. If it was a fight she wanted, then it was a fight that she would get and this time he wouldn’t be gentle on her because she was a girl. No, this time it was all or nothing and he wasn’t about to let himself lose to her, not now at least.
A mallet and a chair, a few text books and even a lamp were thrown at him as Akane ran around the room yelling and screaming profanities and insults at the boy with onyx hair. Nothing she threw actually hit Ranma, although it had been harder for him to maneuver himself around the small room while Akane was cluttering it up with all the things she was throwing at him. Where the hell did she hide all the stuff, her closet wasn’t nearly big enough, things just seemed to materialize when she needed a weapon to throw at him!
Taking a chance, Ranma did the first thing that came to his mind as he watched Akane turn for the big guns, he gut checked her and tackled her to the ground. Papers were littered everywhere, thrown textbooks lay open and the eyes he had closed so he wouldn’t have to watch himself hurt Akane stayed closed for as long as he could possibly keep him. The girl now underneath him had made an “umph” sound when he had hit her, and even cried out as she was savagely taken to the ground like she was somehow being tackled in a “friendly” game of football.
To say it was unexpected was an understatement and Akane could only lay there helplessly as Ranma was draped over her, his head laying on her chest as his arms were wrapped tightly around her, a blush of embarrassment making her face burn a bright red. Any anger she was feeling instantly disappeared and replaced with something else that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Her heart was beating so fast in her chest that she thought it would explode, her entire body tingling and her muscles spasming in protest as the extra weight on top of her, it was kind of harder to breathe, but she couldn’t get her voice to work properly.
His breath was coming out in heavy pants as he lifted his head, his body looming over Akane’s, and his bright blue eyes staring down at the flushing teenaged girl below him. His throat was dry as he stared down at her and for a moment he had completely forgotten exactly why they were currently in the position they were in. Her legs were tangled with his, her arms thrown out to her sides, nails digging into the carpet like it was her last lifeline as her chocolate orbs stared in complete surprise into his own.
“A-Akane,” the words barely were formed and were husky as he swallowed the large thick lump growing in his throat. “A-are you okay?”
He sat up as Akane used her elbows to lift herself up, her eyes scrunching before switching her gaze behind her. No, she hadn’t landed on anything that would hurt her, just some of her homework and the pencil she had thrown earlier, but nothing that would cause permanent physical damage. She rubbed the back of her head letting her bangs hide her eyes as she stared at her lap, she was so embarrassed, and yet he still was sitting on her!
A small laugh escaped from Akane’s throat followed by another and before either of them knew what was happening, her palms covered her face as sobs wrenched from her mouth. She didn’t know why she was crying, or even the reason that had the droplets of water spilling from her eyes, however they were and she couldn’t stop it. Sure she had been overly emotional the last few days, sleep had been something she had little hours of and so much homework that she thought that she’d collapse from exhaustion if she tried to finish all of it, but why she was crying was beyond her.
Ranma could only watch in confusion as the hotheaded and stubborn girl’s shoulders trembled and her quiet sobs echoed in his ears. Was he the cause of her tears this time also? Why was she crying in the first place, he didn’t do anything that he was aware of. His nerves were on end as he watched her, he wasn’t sure what to do, but she was making him nervous, making him go crazy with guilt. He tried to hush her, but nothing he did seemed to work, it was like he wasn’t even there and he became frantic to get the unending river to stop.
“Don’t cry stupid,” He said pulling her hands away from her face not knowing what else to do. “You’ll only make yourself look uglier!”
So it wasn’t the best thing to say to Akane, but what else could he have said? He wasn’t the type to apologize for nothing, well at least he didn’t think that he did, and if he could make her angry again then she would just have to stop crying in order to pummel him right? He could handle her when she was angry and vengeful, but her tears made him useless, seeing her so upset and sad made him feel helpless and he didn’t like that feeling, no he didn’t like it at all. Ranma Saotome wasn’t helpless, he wasn’t and he refused to stand around and allow himself to feel so weak, especially around Akane.
His lips brushed gently against Akane’s at first and he could feel his heart pounding a mile per second as his gut churned. He would surely be killed for this later, but he didn’t care. The other night he had kissed Akane, maybe not exactly like now, but the same electricity jolted throughout his veins and it was like tasting forbidden fruit. It happened so fast, an intake of surprise, the heat of her body radiating through him like a sauna, and his mouth was suddenly slanted over hers again, tasting the salt from her tears as one of his palms cupped her wet cheek.
So this was what kissing Akane felt like. Ramna almost smiled as he thought about how he would have to do this more often if this was what he was missing.
E/N: So I have no clue where this story is going anymore! (dies) I completely forgot! However, this chapter didn't take as long as I thought it would and though it's kinda OOC (at least I think it might be) I'm glad that I decided to leave it the way it was, cuz I left myself at a bad cliffy with the previous chapter. I was like "what the hell was I thinking you're retarded krystal!" but MEH!
Thankz for everyone who has patiently waited for a new chapter to this neglected story. (it's been about Five-six months easily and I'm so so so sorry!
AbbyChanb, Hermione-n-Draco-4eva, Velika, Anne, ShadowKnight, Mike Kromer, Maliha, golden-skyblue22, Christina, Chloe, Jebus, Digidydog, Toasted.Neko, Fumestu-hinami, -Ramen and pocky-, Katie, Janet, JENNI, Esper, Tenny, Senbo-sama, Huastekita, Dolly, nami, Lee, The Ultimate Otaku, Seloa, Kyoslover, Ecci, Fallon, Crammob, Hououza, Rin-sama1989, silver-wolf, k'yra, Harukue, draechaeli, Kagomiko, Lizzie18, Minis, Mel sanzo, Ukyou-chan, Miyu-Starfighter, Bitch slaper, quack, Lil-pix, BluNic, LunaticChick88, TouchofPixieDust, Kizmet, Bboop, Cleverwitch, Liz, Selphie29, Xochitlakran, Studdevil....
Ad to anyone else I have not mentioned. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR REVIEWS, Flame or no flame, you guys rock my socks off! I'll post more ASAP, and always remember to REVIEW!
-Krystal-
The Truth About Hurtful Words.
By Miztikal-Dragon
Part Nine
Stomping over to her door, Akane unlocked it and pulled it open only to have it slam shut as Ranma’s hand appeared over her shoulder. Her temper soared and Akane was near the point of killing the boy now behind her. She could feel his eyes glaring daggers at her but she refused to let him keep her here against her will.
“Move your hand Ranma,” she hissed venomously.
“No,” he wasn’t about to let her leave the room. “You’re not going anywhere!”
Brown eyes stared defiantly into blue. Just who did he think he was by ordering her around anyway? Her eyebrows scrunched together as her teeth grit down against each other and she suddenly had the urge to force him to let her go. Either her way or the painful way it didn’t matter, however she did have one power right knee and just that thought alone made her want to laugh.
“You’re not the boss of me you jerk face!” She growled, proving her point by jabbing him in the chest with her index finger. “You can’t keep me here if I don’t want you to, it’s my room so it’s my rules!”
No matter which tactics either of them used, the end result was and would always be the same, it would always break out into an argument between the two of them. Sometimes Ranma really had the urge to shake the girl he towered over, shake her until she shut up and stopped jumping to conclusions. Shake her until all the hotheaded stubbornness was beaten from her body, she infuriated him and he couldn’t stand to be around her sometimes.
Although when he really thought about it, her anger, hell her overreacting emotions in general is what made her stick out even more so than any other girl he knew. Sure Shampoo had her smarts (kind of) and Ukyo had her ability to cook, not to mention both of the said girls could cook a better meal than the girl he was currently staring heatedly at. However it didn’t bother him that Akane couldn’t be a conventional girl, who made the meals wasn’t important (or edible meals in general), but what made his blood boil, made his nerves so jumpy that without it there would be nothing but a boring life, filled with somewhat routine and predictably boring people.
For him Akane was like a breath of fresh air, a blazing fire in the white snow that piled up feet above his head, and it scared him. How could one tomboyish with a temper worse than a spitting mad cat and yet have one of the most beautiful smiles he’s seen capture his heart so easily and yet always maintain to keep him on his toes. When he was around her he felt so many different emotions that he thought he’d go crazy, either that or maybe the curse of being also female was turning him into a wussy. And he wasn’t about to turn into a girl completely, he was too much of a man to let that happen. He’d be damned before he would have to permanently wear a bra or experience anything remotely similar to a period (the very thought made him shiver so bad he thought he’d vomit out his lunch from the previous week).
“Your room or not I’ll make you listen to me Akane!” He growled right back moving his face merely inches in front of hers. “I won’t let you avoid me any longer, what are you a coward or something you uncut tomboy?!”
A scream of fury escaped her throat as she shoved Ranma away from her person. Her cheeks were flushed red with anger as she grabbed the first thing in reach and threw it at him, she snapped and this time she would kill Ranma. He dodged the five pound weight easily, his blue eyes narrowing even more so as he charged the enraged female merely feet away from him. If it was a fight she wanted, then it was a fight that she would get and this time he wouldn’t be gentle on her because she was a girl. No, this time it was all or nothing and he wasn’t about to let himself lose to her, not now at least.
A mallet and a chair, a few text books and even a lamp were thrown at him as Akane ran around the room yelling and screaming profanities and insults at the boy with onyx hair. Nothing she threw actually hit Ranma, although it had been harder for him to maneuver himself around the small room while Akane was cluttering it up with all the things she was throwing at him. Where the hell did she hide all the stuff, her closet wasn’t nearly big enough, things just seemed to materialize when she needed a weapon to throw at him!
Taking a chance, Ranma did the first thing that came to his mind as he watched Akane turn for the big guns, he gut checked her and tackled her to the ground. Papers were littered everywhere, thrown textbooks lay open and the eyes he had closed so he wouldn’t have to watch himself hurt Akane stayed closed for as long as he could possibly keep him. The girl now underneath him had made an “umph” sound when he had hit her, and even cried out as she was savagely taken to the ground like she was somehow being tackled in a “friendly” game of football.
To say it was unexpected was an understatement and Akane could only lay there helplessly as Ranma was draped over her, his head laying on her chest as his arms were wrapped tightly around her, a blush of embarrassment making her face burn a bright red. Any anger she was feeling instantly disappeared and replaced with something else that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Her heart was beating so fast in her chest that she thought it would explode, her entire body tingling and her muscles spasming in protest as the extra weight on top of her, it was kind of harder to breathe, but she couldn’t get her voice to work properly.
His breath was coming out in heavy pants as he lifted his head, his body looming over Akane’s, and his bright blue eyes staring down at the flushing teenaged girl below him. His throat was dry as he stared down at her and for a moment he had completely forgotten exactly why they were currently in the position they were in. Her legs were tangled with his, her arms thrown out to her sides, nails digging into the carpet like it was her last lifeline as her chocolate orbs stared in complete surprise into his own.
“A-Akane,” the words barely were formed and were husky as he swallowed the large thick lump growing in his throat. “A-are you okay?”
He sat up as Akane used her elbows to lift herself up, her eyes scrunching before switching her gaze behind her. No, she hadn’t landed on anything that would hurt her, just some of her homework and the pencil she had thrown earlier, but nothing that would cause permanent physical damage. She rubbed the back of her head letting her bangs hide her eyes as she stared at her lap, she was so embarrassed, and yet he still was sitting on her!
A small laugh escaped from Akane’s throat followed by another and before either of them knew what was happening, her palms covered her face as sobs wrenched from her mouth. She didn’t know why she was crying, or even the reason that had the droplets of water spilling from her eyes, however they were and she couldn’t stop it. Sure she had been overly emotional the last few days, sleep had been something she had little hours of and so much homework that she thought that she’d collapse from exhaustion if she tried to finish all of it, but why she was crying was beyond her.
Ranma could only watch in confusion as the hotheaded and stubborn girl’s shoulders trembled and her quiet sobs echoed in his ears. Was he the cause of her tears this time also? Why was she crying in the first place, he didn’t do anything that he was aware of. His nerves were on end as he watched her, he wasn’t sure what to do, but she was making him nervous, making him go crazy with guilt. He tried to hush her, but nothing he did seemed to work, it was like he wasn’t even there and he became frantic to get the unending river to stop.
“Don’t cry stupid,” He said pulling her hands away from her face not knowing what else to do. “You’ll only make yourself look uglier!”
So it wasn’t the best thing to say to Akane, but what else could he have said? He wasn’t the type to apologize for nothing, well at least he didn’t think that he did, and if he could make her angry again then she would just have to stop crying in order to pummel him right? He could handle her when she was angry and vengeful, but her tears made him useless, seeing her so upset and sad made him feel helpless and he didn’t like that feeling, no he didn’t like it at all. Ranma Saotome wasn’t helpless, he wasn’t and he refused to stand around and allow himself to feel so weak, especially around Akane.
His lips brushed gently against Akane’s at first and he could feel his heart pounding a mile per second as his gut churned. He would surely be killed for this later, but he didn’t care. The other night he had kissed Akane, maybe not exactly like now, but the same electricity jolted throughout his veins and it was like tasting forbidden fruit. It happened so fast, an intake of surprise, the heat of her body radiating through him like a sauna, and his mouth was suddenly slanted over hers again, tasting the salt from her tears as one of his palms cupped her wet cheek.
So this was what kissing Akane felt like. Ramna almost smiled as he thought about how he would have to do this more often if this was what he was missing.
E/N: So I have no clue where this story is going anymore! (dies) I completely forgot! However, this chapter didn't take as long as I thought it would and though it's kinda OOC (at least I think it might be) I'm glad that I decided to leave it the way it was, cuz I left myself at a bad cliffy with the previous chapter. I was like "what the hell was I thinking you're retarded krystal!" but MEH!
Thankz for everyone who has patiently waited for a new chapter to this neglected story. (it's been about Five-six months easily and I'm so so so sorry!
AbbyChanb, Hermione-n-Draco-4eva, Velika, Anne, ShadowKnight, Mike Kromer, Maliha, golden-skyblue22, Christina, Chloe, Jebus, Digidydog, Toasted.Neko, Fumestu-hinami, -Ramen and pocky-, Katie, Janet, JENNI, Esper, Tenny, Senbo-sama, Huastekita, Dolly, nami, Lee, The Ultimate Otaku, Seloa, Kyoslover, Ecci, Fallon, Crammob, Hououza, Rin-sama1989, silver-wolf, k'yra, Harukue, draechaeli, Kagomiko, Lizzie18, Minis, Mel sanzo, Ukyou-chan, Miyu-Starfighter, Bitch slaper, quack, Lil-pix, BluNic, LunaticChick88, TouchofPixieDust, Kizmet, Bboop, Cleverwitch, Liz, Selphie29, Xochitlakran, Studdevil....
Ad to anyone else I have not mentioned. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR REVIEWS, Flame or no flame, you guys rock my socks off! I'll post more ASAP, and always remember to REVIEW!
-Krystal-